There is a corner of the library that is difficult to see from the circulation desk. The other day, I happened to wander over there to shelve a book, and I saw a girl sitting on a guy’s lap…and they were full on making out. Furious, I ordered them to leave the library. They took their time getting up and didn’t act embarrassed at all that I had caught them.
Later than morning, the guy comes in to talk to me:
Student: Miss, can I talk to you?
Me: Yes…
Student: About this morning?
Me: Yes…
Student: What was it that you think you saw?
Me: What was it that I think I saw? I don’t think I saw anything. I know I saw your girlfriend sitting on your lap, and the two of you were making out.
Student: Miss, that wasn’t making out! We were just cuddling.
Me: Oh, that’s what that’s called nowadays? Cuddling?
Student: Yes, miss. Cuddling.
Me: Well, I don’t want the two of you in here cuddling ever again. You hear me?
Student: So, if we can’t cuddle, can we make out?
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